...and a break from life.
For me to NOT be online, you gotta know something must be up.
In fact numerous people have commented about how many days I seemed to be AWOL from Facebook.
Makes a girl feel loved! :-)
Truth is my body is just not cooperating with life.
Or life is not cooperating.... yeah, I am pretty sure it's the body at fault.
I have had pain, really bad pain, in the right side of my neck/shoulder/chest/arm for several months now. Pain that feels like electricity running through my veins.
Tried physical therapy.
Have seen the chiropractor, the massage therapist, my regular doc, the acupuncturist, my regular doc again, the neurologist, and most recently the physical therapist.
However the physical therapist has "sent me back" to the neurologist and my regular doctor because he thinks that the MRI they did on me missed something....something dating back to 2001. And he wants a new scan which we will do on Friday.
Lots of friends have asked about my "issues" and how I am doing, so I figured it would be easier to give the abbreviated version of my medical history here rather than trying to explain it to each person that asks.
Basically on October 5, 2000, I weighed 157 pounds; this was the day I moved into an apartment after separating from Jess' dad. By January 2001, I weighed 214 pounds and was having up to a dozen "seizures" a day. No doctor could figure out what was wrong with me. And believe me, I saw MANY!
One doctor even had the NERVE to ask me if I was sleepwalking and overeating in my sleep... yes, seriously. Every doctor said the same thing-- most of my "numbers" seemed fine except for copper.... it was WAY elevated, but I did not have any of the other symptoms of the typical "copper diseases" (like Wilson's)... so that was why they kept sending me on to the next guy.
Anyway, jump ahead to April 2001-- FINALLY they found something other than a 50lb weight gain and a lot of copper....
A tumor was sitting on my thyroid and it was the size of a walnut.
Within a few weeks, it had grown...to the size of a hamburger, but there was so much adrenaline pumping through me connected to the tumor that if they removed it at that point, they said I would have a stroke on the table...
so I took some pills to slow down its growth until it was safe to operate.
June 18, 2001- They took the big hamburger-sized glob (which was benign!) out of my neck along with my thyroid. So now I have this really cool scar across my neck....
Fast forward to today:
The physical therapist thinks that all these issues from the last few months are connected to my surgery...something is not where it's supposed to be or is blocking something else. Who knows?! But that is what led him to demand the new scan.
So now we wait and see.
Hopefully no more of that kind of hamburgers are involved with whatever they find.......